The few of them stood outside of the door, aghast. The screams inside were getting louder and louder. Faintly, they heard something rolling around on the floor. Finally, they gritted their teeth and decided to walk in.
The inside of the palace was in a mess. The tables and chairs were scattered across the floor. Jing Qi had already rolled off the bed. He no longer looked like a ridiculously silly kid as he did before. Instead, he was perspiring all over. His huge belly looked ten times bigger than it did a few days ago. He also looked terribly miserable - his eyes were bloodshot, like he was losing his mind from the pain. Again and again, he knocked his body against the wall.
